I did not tell him it was his job to check on me.

I told him he could call his mother when he needed to, without waiting for adults to be in a pleasant mood.

I should have said that before the first call.

PART 4 — Chicken, Potatoes, and Tomorrow

Evan cooked dinner carefully.

He put Noah’s potatoes in the small bowl because the big serving dish had once made them look like a mountain.

He cut the chicken into pieces the boy could manage and asked how much gravy he wanted.